Following instructions, she slid under the covers of her schoolmate's bed.With his back still turned to her, Jonas Ward whispered, "Fancy, you must pl...y my game if you are to fulfill your obligations to me. When I turn around, I want you to pretend you are Rachel and I wish for you to call me 'Daddy'. Okay, Honey?"While not understanding this game at all, Fancy nonetheless new how to play 'make believe'. No child raised in poverty could survive childhood without a vivid imagination. "Of course. ‘What’s wrong?’ Claire asked, seeing the look on Jake’s face. He shook his head. ‘Jessica just lost all color in her face, she’s in the mess,’ he answered. Claire followed Jake down to the dining area. Paul and his friends had backed off while Danny rubbed Jessica’s back reassuringly. ‘What happened Jess?’ Claire asked gently. Jessica waited for the pain to leave her before answering. ‘Insane cramps, they just hit me,’ Jessica whispered, her eyes wide as her entire body was gripped with pain.. I was consumed by my own failure. I could never have a child of my own. Terry would never have a son. Why even both going through the motions? Why, well why anything anymore? Not realizing what I was doing at the time I quickly alienated my beloved. The hurt I was causing directly stemmed from my own selfishness. Allowing my pain to isolate me from the one person who cares the most for me is what makes me share this now. Time elapsed. Days became weeks, in turn becoming months and finally two. Wanda's twenty-five, going on sixteen. I told her she could come to me for advice a long time ago, and I intend to keep my promise to help her if I can." Where will she sleep?" Kelley, do you want to be here next weekend to chaperone us? I'll probably put her air mattress in my study room to keep her away from Victor." Put the air mattress in your room if you want. I trust you," she said, sounding apologetic."I know you do. I've got the blue suit, white shirt, black shoes and blue socks. Are.